“Please,” Trevor said, shaking his head. “He’s going to get caught.”
“Of course he is,” Jay nodded. “That’s going to be fun to watch unfold.”
“I don’t know why I’m friends with any of you,” I said, with irritation. “Just go back to drinking your beer.”
Thankfully they did, and the conversation turned back to street art and interactive display that Jay and Trevor were trying to get off the ground. I tried to pay attention, but all I wanted to do was to get rid of these guys so that I could spend some time with Zoey. But from past experience, I knew that they probably wouldn’t clear out until past midnight.
I went to the kitchen to get myself another beer, and I realized that I could just leave them in the living room and slip into Zoey’s room for a bit. The thought caught hold, and I knew I wouldn’t be able to concentrate on anything if I didn’t act on it. So I grabbed another beer for Zoey and headed to her room, unconcerned whether the rest of them saw me go or not.
Zoey looked surprised to see me, but she held the door open and let me in. I thought that was a good sign. She closed the door too, and I felt a rush of relief to know that it was just the two of us now. There was something that seemed a little different about Zoey today too. Her eyes were bright and searching, and I felt as though she were grappling with something too.
“What are you thinking right now?” she asked me suddenly.
I paused for a moment, wondering if I should answer honestly or just give her a generic and safe answer. I decided to be brave tonight, and I was pretty sure the beer had something to do with that.
“I was just thinking how beautiful you are,” I said.
Her eyes seemed to glow a little brighter. “Yeah?” she asked.
“Yeah,” I nodded.
“Prove it.”
I looked at her in surprise. “What?”
“Prove it,” she repeated again. “Kiss me.”
I felt my head spin for a moment and I wondered if I was actually living this or if I was dreaming. It did feel suspiciously like something I would imagine. Before I could say a word, Zoey took a step towards me and pressed her body against mine. I was very aware that we both had beers in hand, but Zoey didn’t seem to notice… or care.
“Kiss me,” she said again.
This time, I didn’t hesitate. I leaned in and kissed her gently, but she seemed to want more. She tilted her head to the side, and the kiss went from sweet and tender to hot and passionate within seconds. I felt my cock respond immediately and when her tongue met mine, I was completely hard. I pulled back for a moment and set aside my beer. I took the one in Zoey’s hands too. Then I turned back to her pushed her up against her bedroom door and went in for another kiss.
My hands started running up and down her body, and I felt her sigh, but a moment later I felt a little push back, and she gently disentangled herself from my arms and walked towards her bed. I thought she was trying to move things there, but then she cleared her throat and gave me a shy smile.
“I have something I need to tell you,” she said.
I tensed immediately, wondering what was in store for me. “Ok… should I be worried?” I asked.
Zoey raised her eyebrows as though she didn’t know how to answer that question. “Um… I don’t know,” she said, which didn’t exactly make me feel better about the whole thing. “Why don’t I just tell you?”
“Please,” I nodded, as I walked over to her bed and sat down beside her.
“I’m a virgin,” she said abruptly.
I stared at her for a moment. “What?”
“I’m a virgin,” she said again slowly.
“I… really?”
“Yes,” Zoey nodded.
“Wow… I did not expect that,” I said honestly.
“Does that freak you out a little?” Zoey asked, trying to decipher my reaction.
“No,” I said immediately. “I mean I can’t pretend I’m not surprised. But I’m not freaked out. I guess I was just expecting something… bigger.”